Qing came again today, although he comes at this time every day.
I smiled slightly and watched him hug me gently and slowly tell the story of him and her today in his magnetic voice.
At this time, Qing's eyes looked very much like Min's from a long, long time ago. Min used to look at me like this. So I understand that Qingya must love very much the girl named You in his memory.
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